C94 (2/2)

Eyebrows a vertical, ”I didn't say don't wash, I want to say wash yourself!”

Ye Dongmo bad smile, ”how, sorry to let me wash?”

Poked poke Qi Miao's heart, ”I haven't seen you, touched you, and kissed you!”

Qi Miao glared, ”I'm afraid of you . can't stand it

This is the real appearance of Miss Qi. She is mischievous and mischievous. She likes to hate people and plays pranks occasionally.

”Be honest, or I'll hit you. Wait. I'll get some water

Although I'm sorry, Qimiao is still very cooperative, let him wipe his whole body again, and immediately feel fresh and comfortable.

If you can wash your hair better, but ye Dongmo didn't agree.

After gargling, he yawned lazily. After that, he realized that he had forgotten to pay attention to his image in front of his east brother.

A little regret, small eyes fly one eye, that person just in time to look at her,

Qi Miao with a lie, body twist, give someone a back.

As soon as her back was hot, the body she had to admit was fascinated by was tightly attached to her. One arm went through her shoulder, and the other hand was around her waist.

”Sleep well and don't think about it!”

Then came the soft song, or lullaby to coax the child to sleep.

Qi Miao had an idea. ”Brother Dong, I'll sing you a song. Do you want to listen to it?”

”Can you sing?”

”Why not, you forget that when I was in the nursing home, I always sang to my grandparents. They loved it!””I didn't forget it!” Ye Dongmo pinched her waist, ”is not sleepy, still sing?”

”Well, there's a song I've always wanted to sing to you, just for you!”

Ye Dongmo's big hand moved to Qi Miao's face, ”OK, you sing me.”

”You accompany me into cicada summer, across the city noise How can I fall in love with him, and decide to go home with him, give up all I have, it doesn't matter what I have. I can't tell you my story when I was young, it's still about you! ”

A piece of paper short love is a good interpretation of Qi Miao's love for ye Dongmo. From the first time she heard it, she fell in love with it and learned it.

Qi Miao likes to sing, and her singing is also good, but in recent years, all her hobbies have been buried, and she is still alive every day.

Her voice is very good to listen to, ye Dongmo also into God.

It's just that the beautiful voice is getting smaller and smaller, and the words are getting vaguer and vaguer.

Until it finally disappeared.

Ye Dongmo's big hand stroked her black hair and hummed along the place she just sang.

I have to admit that when I heard this song for the first time, he also liked it very much. Today, Qi Miaoyi sang it, and he liked it even more. He even thought that her solo without accompaniment was better than the original one.

The next day, like today's repetition, Zhou Rui brought salty rice paste in the morning. Although, compared with brown sugar rice paste, the taste is much worse, but it is much better than millet porridge.

Perhaps scruple to the feelings of Ye Dongmo, review the wound, is the doctor Li check, Zhou Rui is not in the ward.

The wound is recovering well.

But the most exciting thing for Qimiao is that she can eat some wonton, noodles and soup.

She is not a big eater. Sometimes she is hungry and has no interest in eating. But these two days, I don't know if it's because I'm not allowed to eat anything. Instead, I'm looking forward to food.

Ye Dongmo wanted to cook for Qi Miao himself, but he also knew that she was afraid that he would leave, even if it was just for a short time. Her nervous little eyes made him sad.

Fortunately, Xu you's family has a Feng, the super chef, who originally opened a noodle shop. He is especially good at making soup noodles and wonton.